Translator: CinderTL
The ten of them soared through the air, having just flown a few dozen feet.
Mi Hai, who was at the rear, suddenly sensed an abnormal surge of Yin energy behind him. He hastily summoned a Demon Subduing Pestle and hurled it toward the pitch-black darkness behind him.
"Boom!"
After a deafening explosion, Mi Hai's expression turned grave.
His Demon Subduing Pestle had been sent flying back.
Although his attack was merely a probing one, given Mi Hai's cultivation level and the inherent suppression of Buddhist techniques against ghosts, any ghost below the fourth rank would have been obliterated instantly. Even an ordinary fourth-rank ghost shouldn't have been able to repel the pestle so easily.
The strength of the ghost behind them was clearly extraordinary.
"Everyone, a powerful ghost is chasing us from behind," Mi Hai warned.
Gou Jun, who was leading the way, also spoke with a heavy tone.
"There's a fourth-rank ghost ahead. It seems we can't avoid this. Everyone, prepare for battle."
As soon as Gou Jun finished speaking, a ghostly howl echoed from the front.
"Roar!"
Immediately, the Yin energy in front surged violently.
A massive skull, condensed from pure Yin energy, burst through the darkness and lunged toward Gou Jun.
Gou Jun's body suddenly erupted with overwhelming Corpse Qi.
Thick, almost tangible streams of Corpse Qi surged madly from within him.
The Corpse Qi transformed into a giant hand, meeting the oncoming skull head-on.
The giant hand struck the skull, causing it to disintegrate instantly.
The hand continued its momentum, plunging deep into the Yin energy.
Another loud "boom" resounded.
The giant hand dissipated.
A ghost emerged from the depths of the Yin energy.
The ghost was entirely crimson, standing over ten feet tall, clad in tattered clothing, and wielding a black blade longer than its own height.
"A late fourth-rank Ghost Emperor!"
Gou Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just as he was about to strike down the ghost, he heard a sharp whistling sound from behind.
It was Mo Yexue's flying sword.
The sword slashed toward a fourth-rank ghost not far away.
The others also acted similarly, each activating their Mystic Treasures to fend off the ghosts surging from all directions.
Within the dark ghostly energy surrounding them, countless ghosts were hidden.
"Everyone, there are too many fourth-rank ghosts. A direct confrontation isn't the way to go."
As Mi Hai spoke, his hands swiftly formed Buddhist seals.
A ten-foot-tall Vajra Diety Phantom slowly materialized above his head.
The phantom radiated Buddhist light.
The vast power of Buddhism repelled all evil.
The Yin energy within a thousand-foot radius dissipated like snow in the spring sun.
The ghosts hidden within the Yin energy were revealed.
Within just a thousand feet, there were over a dozen fourth-rank ghosts. As for third-rank and lower ghosts, they had already been driven away or annihilated by the residual energy of the battle.
At the edges of the Buddhist light, ghostly figures could be seen occasionally, with even more lurking in the darkness.
The Vajra Diety Phantom lasted only three breaths before dissipating.
Clearly, this technique consumed a significant amount of energy, and Mi Hai was unwilling to expend too much Spiritual Power.
"Everyone, mere ghosts can't stop us. Follow me and charge through!"
Gou Jun suddenly roared, his body enveloped in rolling Corpse Qi as he charged forward.
Ahead of him, the surging Corpse Qi transformed into a furious dragon, smashing through everything in its path.
The others quickly followed, simultaneously fending off the ghosts lunging from all sides.
The ten of them pierced through the omnipresent ghostly aura like a sharp arrow.
The ghostly creatures blocking their path were either crushed or frightened away.
Those that were frightened did not leave entirely but lingered behind, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
As time passed, the number of ghostly creatures following them increased, quickly reaching over twenty, all of them fourth-tier entities.
Before long, a majestic hall appeared before them.
The hall was constructed from black stone, adorned with countless ferocious ghostly faces, some struggling, some roaring, so lifelike it seemed as if countless Fierce Ghosts were sealed within the stone.
Above the hall's entrance, three large characters were inscribed: "Soul Hall," the font ancient and twisted.
The moment they laid eyes on the hall, a heavy and oppressive feeling welled up in their hearts.
It was as if what stood before them was not a cold stone hall but a ferocious beast.
Gou Jun, who was at the forefront, did not rashly charge into the hall.
He glanced back at the numerous fourth-tier ghostly creatures trailing behind, his expression darkening.
He shifted his gaze and finally settled on Song Wen.
"Brother Yin Shuo, please take the lead. We will cover your rear."
Upon hearing this, Song Wen's pupils slightly contracted.
At this moment, he finally understood why Yin Shuo had spoken up for him outside the cliff.
It was all for this very situation, with the intention of making Song Wen scout the path.
Yin Shuo had entered the Soul Hall before and must have some understanding of its interior.
Even he dared not venture in recklessly, which spoke volumes about the dangers within.
Compared to the uncertain conditions of the Soul Hall, the twenty or so fourth-tier ghostly creatures following them were nothing.
If they joined forces, dealing with twenty fourth-tier ghostly creatures would not be difficult.
However, the Divine Blood Hall was fraught with peril, and they did not want to waste too much Spiritual Power on these creatures, which was why they had allowed them to survive until now.
"What? Do you have any objections to my arrangement, Brother Yin Shuo?"
Seeing Song Wen hesitate to respond, a cold glint flashed in Gou Jun's eyes.
"How dare I!"
The situation was stronger than the man, and Song Wen had no choice but to comply.
He moved forward, slowly drifting towards the Soul Hall.
At the same time, two streams of Spiritual Power emanated from his body, surging towards the tightly shut stone doors of the hall.
Under the force of the Spiritual Power, the towering ten-zhang stone doors slowly opened.
The doors were not fully opened, only creating a three-chi-wide gap.
Song Wen cautiously peered inside.
The interior was pitch black, with nothing visible; it was also completely silent, with no sounds to be heard; and there seemed to be some kind of restriction that prevented Song Wen's Divine Sense from penetrating.
The inside and outside of the door were like two different worlds, and standing outside, one could not glimpse what lay within.
Only an overwhelming surge of yin energy assaulted him, causing an inexplicable heaviness in his heart.
"Brother Yin Shuo, you can rest assured. There is no danger inside the hall."
Gou Jun's voice came from behind Song Wen.
"The Teleportation Array leading to Corpse Blood Mountain is located in the southwest corner of the Soul Hall's main hall. You only need to inspect the hall and confirm whether the Teleportation Array is intact before returning. Additionally, remember, Corpse Blood Mountain is even more dangerous than this place. Do not venture there alone recklessly, or you will surely meet a gruesome end."
After hearing this, Song Wen did not respond.
With a thought, a pitch-black shield suddenly appeared, rapidly rotating around his body.
Then, he stepped into the Soul Hall.
As soon as Song Wen walked in, the two streams of Spiritual Power that had pushed open the doors of the Soul Hall dissipated.
With a loud "bang!", the doors closed tightly once again.
(End of the Chapter)
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